The ninth year of Kaiyuan!

February 2nd, Fanhe Road, dawn!

Fanhe is a very special place in Liangzhou. It has a complex terrain, with undulating mountains, scattered rivers and canals, intersecting mountains and peaks of rivers and fields, and connected with Gobi oasis. The Qilian Mountains in the south are stacked, and Longshou Mountain in the north is majestic and continuous. Dahuang Mountain and Wudang Mountain are interspersed, forming three uplifting belts in the county, two narrow corridor plains and a remnant Gobi desert area.

This is a strange place with mountains, water, Gobi and plains, integrating the characteristics of the West into this small and strange place...

The lush forests in the south of Fanhe City are covered with heavy snow on the canopy of the lush forest in the south of Fanhe City, giving people a particularly gloomy and dark feeling.

In this northwest, February is still biting cold and even snowing.

The old turtle on the hill on the tree was awakened by the sound of footsteps, flapping its wings and opening its mouth to scream, and a sharp arrow quietly pierced its throat.

The poor early bird fell from the branches before it could eat the insects.

A thick palm caught it, and Sitai pulled out the arrow feathers and put the bird into the horse's bag beside him.

This kind of archery is common on the grassland.

The grassland people have their advantages when riding horses and shooting archery.

Shu Sitai looked back at the eight thousand soldiers behind him. Their weapons were different. Some were iron forks, some were sickles, some were hammers and shovels. Except for the few decent weapons, most of them were life equipment.

But each of them had a bow and dozens of arrows on them...

Although the Tang army collected their bows and arrows, as a nation on the grassland, as long as there are trees, they can create bows and arrows...

Liangzhou is full of mountains and gives them endless materials.

Shu Sitai quietly observed the movements below the hillside from the gaps in the leaves, where is Fanhe City.

As the gateway to Guzang, the capital of Liangzhou, Fanhe City is also a strong city. Without siege equipment and appropriate weapons, it is not easy to rush down.

Frontal attack is definitely not possible, they can only use strange things.

Waiting for the dawn of Fanhe City, they planned to approach the city gate with some people, and to gain time for them to seize the city.

The gates of Zhucheng in Datang are switched regularly every day, and unless there is something special, the world is no exception.

What Sitai can do now is to wait.

Waiting for time to come...

Site showed enough patience, but at this moment, an amazing change occurred.

Suddenly, there was a vague sound of shouting and killing came from behind, and Sitai's face changed instantly.

When the entire tribe surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, in addition to the heroic heroes, they naturally had each other's family and children.

Now that they choose to go home, their family and children are no exception, and they follow them together.

The tribe he led had 8,000 strong men, and more than 20,000 elderly, weak, women and children.

They were not convenient for them to go to the battlefield, so they dropped Sitai placed them in a remote valley: the shouts of killing came from the valley.

Although he didn't know the situation, his wife, children and mother were resting there...

"Quick, go back!"

Sitai issued an order quickly, thinking of his wife, children and mother. His eyes were full of anger, and he angrily called the Tang people despicable, and even attacked the elderly, weak, women and children.

They left the ambush and rushed back along the mountain road. On the way, they stood on tiptoe and looked forward, and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning:

Countless old, weak, women and children, holding their children, rushing towards them crying.

They are like a group of wild beasts escaping from floods, and they don’t care about anything else in their eyes. They are the children in their arms or the elderly behind them...

When someone falls, they will trample on the past without hesitation, and the fear of death of human nature is fully manifested in this.

He quickly looked around and found that they had nowhere to hide.

"Run, run!" Dou Sitai realized something in his mind.

But he had no choice. If he didn't run away, they would be sandwiched in the middle, trampled on each other, and killed each other...

With a long team, people behind don’t know what happened ahead.

The unknown fear began to spread throughout the army...

The elderly, weak, women and children run away again!

Run again like a warrior!

They trampled on each other and pushed each other. Before they could see the shadow of Tang Bing, they had already suffered heavy losses...

The mountains and fields were filled with escaped Turks...

After running out of the mountain road, Sitai realized that the eight thousand warriors under his command had completely dispersed his tribe!

Tang soldiers, who were like demons, slashed the bodies of various elderly, weak, women and children, and followed the crowd and broke out of the mountain road.

Faced with the Turks who were no longer institution, the Tang army waved the sword in his hand without mercy...

This can no longer be called a battle, but a massacre in the face...

The Turkic soldiers had no morale, and their weapons were iron forks, sickles and other objects, and they had no clothes and armor, which even allowed their own people to scatter the system.

Not to mention that Dow Sitai's command level is limited, facing this situation, even if Han Xin comes in person, he cannot reverse the situation.

Sitai had given up command. He already knew that his wife had asked Tang Bing to kill him in the resistance... The mother and her children were trampled on her in panic, and she died without a complete body...

Upon hearing this news, Dow Sitai completely lost his mind, waved his scimitar and fought towards the Tang army!

As the second strong general of the Turkic general, Dow Sitai's sword technique was extremely domineering and superb, and he attacked and killed hard with no chance. Huang Ming was so strong that he could kill anyone he saw, and there was no enemy under the sword.

"when"!

The knife in his hand was held hard.

The two of them slapped the face and fell to Sitai to see that the person coming was Zhao Yizhen. They had drunk wine and had eaten roasted lamb together. They were immediately frustrated in their chests and shouted: "Zhao Yizhen, you are so cruel! If you have the ability to come to me, attack the elderly, weak, women and children, what kind of heroes are you?"

Zhao Yizhen felt her arms numb and forced herself to say, "I didn't want to be a hero at all. Today, you blame me for everything, and I can't blame anyone!"

Sitty slashed three times and shouted, "We just want to go home!"

Zhao Yizhen forced herself to hold on for three moves and laughed: "Go home? Where is home!"

He was filled with righteous indignation and shouted, "In the first year of your surrender, the Grand Governor was worried that you could not stand the cold, so he specially asked me to bring you cotton coats and quilts! Ask yourself, in which winter did you not die on the grassland? Frozen to death and starve to death! After surrendering to my Tang Dynasty, did one person freeze to death? We treat you as our own people. What are you good? Come when you want to come, go when you want to leave? It is not enough to leave. You must join your so-called tribe members to capture and rob my Tang city and bully my Tang people... For you, my knife and my hands are not soft at all..."

His martial arts skills were not as good as Sitai, but the more he spoke, the more powerful he became. The sword in his hand slashed over, each move was more fierce than the other. In his extreme anger, he performed completely beyond his level.

Sitai fell into a passive blocking situation. Thinking of every word Zhao Yizhen said, a trace of regret in his heart could not help but feel.

Looking at the slaughtered compatriots, Dow Sitai thought that because of his decision, his family members left a stable and harmonious life and were slaughtered. He felt even more invincible in his heart, and the knife in his hand became more and more dull...

Zhao Yizhen broke through the middle door with a knife and cut off the other party's neck directly...
Chapter completed!